The female Earthling and the male Martian go off to a bedroom where the Martian strips. He’s got only a teeny, weeny member; very short and very nar...row.“What can you do with THAT!?” exclaims the woman.“Why?” he asked, “What’s the matter?”“Well,” she replied, “it’s nowhere near long enough. It’ll never reach!”“No problem,” he said and proceeded to slap his forehead with his palm. With each slap of his forehead, his member grew until it was quite impressively long.“Well,” she said. “That’s quite. The moans grew louder and louder as her fingers moved more quickly then they turned into yelps and screams. He watched her climax just as he came. He could hear her now and she was getting louder and louder as he stroked his own cock. He wondered now, just as he had wondered then, what was going through her mind. Somehow he could imagine that she was thinking of doing slutty things with Leon; giving him her body in a way that she would never give to him. Saying things, telling him things. "It took ages, partly because of the number of frames she tried, butmostly because she kept looking at herself and preening in the mirror.We left the shop a couple of hundred pounds lighter, but with six monthssupply of contact lenses and a pair of frameless framed glasses."That wasn't too bad, was it Fran?" I said, surprising myself howquickly I was accepting Paul's new name."Um. Tell me Lizzybet, Do you have much trouble with men? That opticianwas a real creep!" Oh, Paul! I'm so sorry. What. The private rooms — which weren't really private, just separated from the main space — were just big enough for a king sized mattress on the floor, and the space to walk around it. They were standing to one side of the doorway when I walked in.I tossed down their clothes and turned to Mark. "Take off your shirt." What?" he asked."I said, 'Take off your shirt.'"I stepped close to him, invading his personal space. I could feel the arousal and submission flowing off of him in waves. He was scared;.